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[h1][center][color=crimson]Lorelai De Windt[/color][/center][/h1][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/51fc61ac770a524e9468f174afa94d7f/tumblr_inline_n1xc79Kcic1rb3m8r.png[/img][/center]

[color=crimson]"Seshoukan Muramasa..."[/color] Lorelai intoned, working the syllables over her tongue with a small pout of concentration. Then it slowly morphed, the sun shining with a vengeance behind her eyes as she rounded upon the black smith and lunged. Her arms enveloped him, pulling him close with a cry of delight. 

Of course, being mindful not to smack anyone with the Yari, she didn't pay mind to wear she pulled the young man's face, but her obliviousness returned in full force. 

[color=crimson]"You've worked miracles for me, and now you've christened your finest with a name that brings joy to my heart! Oh I have been blessed to meet the Muramasa family, each and everyone one of you!"[/color] The blonde's jubilation went beyond the bounds of propriety but that implied there was someone to chastise the girl currently smothering a blacksmith while carrying a point magic spear.

[color=crimson][i]I can't wait to show this to Seirin![/i][/color]